a beautiful soul and mind
and body; I had to approach
after she impressed me
with philosophy
came understanding
with love
came forgiveness
with her
came a lot
but you didn’t get here
not that way
somebody else did that
we both
had dreams
of adopting first
first we had to be apart
traveling away
always missing home
then we keep planning
we hope to have all you need
we hope to be there when called
i met your mother
through the way
and we bond like a braid
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Author:
Demar Desu (
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Comments3
This poem is a braid and a beautiful one at that. Lovely
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The three strands of past present and future are braided here so wonderfully too.. I love you this is definitely a favorite ❤️
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